Paintings of Terror

Fang Fei left her contact information and joined the "Jinhualun" V-letter group before leaving. The rest stayed in a nearby hotel for one night and had a break-up meal together the next morning.

They sat down after dinner, mainly because Shao Ling had a lot of questions to ask.

"So now it seems that the coordinates of the art galleries where all the paintings you have entered look like a T and a triangle?" Shao Ling thoughtfully looking at the coordinate map saved on Ke Xun's phone asked.

"The horn-like shape at the back can be seen as a triangle, or as a vertical line on the left and a right slash in the middle of the letter 'N' or 'M'," Qin Ci said, "but I prefer the letter N or M .”

"It seems that the coordinates of our entry into the painting are based on the shape of these letters," Shao Ling thought, "then could these letters be some kind of hint?"

"We have also discussed," Qin Cidao, "Everyone thinks that there are two possibilities. First, these letters composed of the coordinates of all art museums will eventually form a sentence similar to a code word or a hint, and this sentence is likely to be The key to unraveling the truth behind this whole uncanny affair; and second, that the letters formed by these coordinates are, most likely, a gigantic, signature."

Shao Ling was startled, and immediately put his eyes back on the screen of the mobile phone, stared at it carefully for a while, and said after a while: "If this is a signature, have you looked up which artist's signature starts with the letter T? "

"There are so many Chinese and foreign painters in ancient and modern times, isn't it hard to find?" Luo Wei snapped.

"At least the ancient Chinese painters can be ruled out," Shao Ling said. "The only ones who can sign with English letters are foreign painters or contemporary Chinese painters. The name starting with T may be an English word, or it may be an abbreviation of the name." , we should investigate the names of painters from various countries, don’t worry about the painters who don’t start with T, and then use the exclusion method to screen...”

"I'm afraid this is a huge amount of work," Qin Ci shook his head slightly, "You have to know that among the paintings we have entered, there are even works by unknown or not very good painters. Painters of different grades are also taken into consideration, and I think it will take a few years to find out.”

Shao Ling thought for a while, then asked: "Then, do all the authors of the paintings you have entered have any common ground or other connections?"

"Not at all," Chang Weidong replied, "We even tried to check the genealogy of these painters—everything we could find, and there was no connection."

"They may have only one thing in common," Ke Xun said, "They are all Chinese."

Shao Ling's eyes flashed: "Is there such a thing as painting in foreign countries?"

"No." This time it was Mu Yiran who answered him, "I paid special attention to me, and I personally went to several art galleries that were said to have had supernatural events, but in the end it was confirmed that they had nothing to do with the incident of entering the painting. This incident only happened in this country."

"Then let's just check domestic painters." Shao Ling refused to give up his method, "Also, have you contacted the contemporary painters who painted before?"

"Xiao Mu tried to contact them, but unfortunately, all of them have passed away." Qin Ci said.

"This may be the second thing these people have in common." Ke Xun spread his hands.

Shao Ling frowned, realizing that the whole incident was so clueless, it happened for no reason, it progressed without any reason, no cause, no result, and it just continued indefinitely?So it never ends?

So what's the point of struggling to live like this?

Seemingly seeing the dazed and irritated expression on his brows, Mu Yi suddenly said: "I believe that everything has a cause and effect, and this thing cannot happen without a reason, so don't feel hesitant, we will brainstorm together, and we will eventually find it." clue."

Shao Ling smiled: "You're right, I'm a little impatient."

"It's normal. After all, you've only experienced one painting. It's normal to be eager to get rid of this situation," Ke Xun said, "Unlike us, people are already numb after so many paintings. A few, now it’s time to eat, sleep, work, play, it doesn’t affect anything, you can try to jump directly to our stage.”

"I'll try my best." Shao Ling regained his composure, rearranged his emotions, and then looked at Mu Yiran, "Then what kind of investigations are you conducting on this matter now?"

"First of all, we want to know whether this incident only started to happen this year, or it has always existed before then." As soon as Mu Yiran opened his mouth, Shao Ling listened intently. The first painting was at the beginning of May this year, and the other 11 people who entered the painting together were all entering the painting for the first time, so we have no way of knowing whether there are other paintings before that. If so, then I am afraid that the letters formed by the coordinates we have obtained now cannot be regarded as starting with 'T'.

"So I think that finding the starting time of this matter can give us more clues, so this issue is very important. Several of us have been working on this matter separately for a while.

"Dr. Qin's classmates are located in hospitals in various cities. He is now contacting these people to find out some anecdotes and strange events in their cities through chatting. You must know that in hospitals, there are many rumors of such incidents, and those picturesque The victims are often sick, crazy, or injured in the real world because of this matter, and the hospital is the main place where they can get in touch with these people and things.

"Haowen and Weidong are responsible for collecting and inquiring about relevant rumors on the Internet, and Ke Xun and I are responsible for consulting relevant books, paper media, and field visits. However, it is not possible to obtain clues in a short period of time. So far, we have all Haven't found anything useful yet.

"If you and Luo Yu have contacts that can be used, I hope you can join in. I will contact Fang Fei as well."

Luo Kuo raised his hand: "Brother-in-law, I can join your and my brother's group. I don't have a job, and I just run around. I have a lot of time. It's okay if I don't go home for a few months! Brother, let me live in your house Just go, really!"

Ke Xun: "...you can do it but I can't! You don't want your girlfriend anymore?"

Luo Wei: "My girlfriend said that two people can't get tired of being together. After a long time, they hate each other. Xiaobie is better than a newlywed. Let me be fine and don't dawdle in front of her. Why did I often run outside before?" If I don’t go home for two or three months, she’s going to bombard me.”

Ke Xun: "...I don't understand your heterosexual love very well. Anyway, don't squeeze into my house, I can finally live in a two-person world, and I will kill whoever comes."

Luo Wei: "Yoooo——"

Ke Xun: "...Yo, you carrot head, I will call you on the V letter when something happens, just stay at home and wait obediently."

Shao Ling said: "I can also find someone to run about this matter, and even collect information under the guise of soliciting essays on our publications and official accounts."

Wei Dong: "May I ask what this boss does?"

"I work in Wenxin Group." Shao Ling only briefly introduced his job.

Wenxin Group is one of the most famous literary operators in China. It owns online platforms and print media publishing. It has a huge audience and a high interactive feedback rate.

If Shao Ling can use his position to collect information, it will be like adding a powerful boost to the painters.

"Then let's arrange it like this for the time being." Shao Ling got up, "I still have to catch the plane today. If there is any latest news, please communicate in the group in time and get in touch."

Everyone sent Shao Ling away, and they also said goodbye and went back to their respective homes.

In the end, only Ke Xun, Mu Yiran and Weidong were left in the hotel.

Ke Xun turned his head to look at Mu Yiran, with a big smile on his face: "Then, shall we go home too?"

Mu Yiran also smiled gently: "Okay, go home."

Weidong next to him: ... who am I, why am I standing here, and why am I suddenly eating dog food.

It was already the afternoon when we got home, and this time Mu Yiran brought a whole suitcase of luggage. Seeing Ke Xun pulling his suitcase and rushing directly into the bedroom like a happy big dog, Mu Yiran was in awe. The corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"I think our house needs to buy some furniture." Ke Xun stood in the middle hall with his hips on his hips, looked around his empty house, and began to dislike him everywhere, "The walls are too white, why don't you change the color, high-grade gray? Tranquil blue? Death Barbie fans? Add a serious sofa in the living room, and a small home theater? Add a whole wall of bookshelves in the study room, put your books, and get a desk, throw my computer desk in the guest room, anyway, the guest room is empty That's it. By the way, I saw a set of coffee machines on the Internet, and I'm going to place an order now..."

"Ke Xun," Mu Yiran raised his hand, hooking his chin to make him face himself, "This is your home, and it will be my home in the future. Our home needs to have the imprints of both of us, not all of us. According to my preferences, if you like it, I will like it too."

Ke Xun looked into his eyes, licked his lips after a long while, and said in a low voice: "I like it, and you like it too? Then..." He hugged Mu Yiran's waist while talking, and led him slowly toward Backed away until he entered the study room, suddenly he stumbled and knocked him down on the computer desk, "I like this." Ke Xun lowered his body, pressed against Mu Yiran's cheek, and gently nibbled on his cheek. ears, and up and down its hands.

He heard Mu Yiran's voice softly ringing in his ears, like a sigh or a light pant, with a crisp sound quality, touching people's hearts.

You didn't die in the painting, but you will die here.Ke Xun thought in a trance.

The tip of the hair tail at the back of the neck was covered by Mu Yiran's hand, Ke Xun thought why he likes it so much, just touch it and rub it, but even pull it, it made him numb from the neck to the tail up.

……

The computer desk is a good thing, why not discuss it and keep it in the study.

……

When Wei Dong called, Ke Xun was throwing the keyboard that died unexpectedly into the trash can.

Wei Dong: "What?"

Ke Xun: "Rest."

Wei Dong: "Afterwards?"

Ke Xun: "If you fart, let it go, if it's nothing, I'll hang up."

Wei Dong: "I'm still seeing you, we don't know each other. So what, didn't you say you want to buy furniture? My uncle is in the store tomorrow. If you go to him directly, I will give you the reserve price."

Ke Xun: "Okay. By the way... what brand of keyboard is stronger?"

Wei Dong: "Your keyboard is broken? Are you used to mechanical keyboards? It has a super texture, especially when the keys are pressed, the mechanical sound of clicking is very exciting. ...Where is the person? Hello? Talk!"

Ke Xun: "Well... I'm just imagining, and it really should be quite exciting."

"Really!" Wei Dong continued talking on the phone, but Ke Xun's thoughts had drifted away. Mu Yiran was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window drinking steaming instant coffee. The afterglow of red sprinkled on his beige sweater, giving off a furry warm glow.